Waking up, feeling all worn out
Nothing to even say or shout
Fearing the day ahead
Should I stay in bed?
Nudging myself to move
Where is today’s groove?
Walking over to the table
Will I honestly feel able?
Feeling a cool, gentle breeze
From a window, brings a need
Turning Bible pages to a spot
Now God’s words find its dot
Speaking to me, comes a Savior
His words convey a new flavor
“Come to me, you are weary”
My eyes gaze tired and teary
“Your burdens are heavy, I see”
Jesus brings a time-out to thee
Christ remains patient and humble
Gathering me up when I stumble
He commands rest for weary souls
Easing a hefty load, much too full
Our Lord waits only a quick step away
His precious words bring plenty to say
Much of the inspiration for this poem comes from the Bible. The precious words spoken by our Savior Jesus proclaim from Matthew 11:28-30.
“Come to me, all you that are weary and carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”